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Out by the lake, at a point fairly close to the bar, there is a roughly pyramidal shape lit by the bright moonlight.
Then a small, bright yellow tongue of flame...
The wood goes up in a roar of flame, and Ace stands back and admires her handiwork. Not a bad bit of work for Guy Fawkes. Not bad at all.
Now, where did she leave those marshmallows?
Note: Open to everyone, as Ace is not at all likely to deny folks the joy of fire and explosions. I'll do my best to keep up, but this is what threadhopping is for, yes?
Then a small, bright yellow tongue of flame...
The wood goes up in a roar of flame, and Ace stands back and admires her handiwork. Not a bad bit of work for Guy Fawkes. Not bad at all.
Now, where did she leave those marshmallows?
Note: Open to everyone, as Ace is not at all likely to deny folks the joy of fire and explosions. I'll do my best to keep up, but this is what threadhopping is for, yes?